22 MAY 1b!J I 18 tishly. In the distance can be heard the strains of the orchestra, playing the "Blue Danube." HE-How about coming to nlY apartment at the stroke of midnight tonight for a little supper? Here is the key. SHE-You cur ! You are a cad and a fellow! How dare you! Is it a Yale lockr In the excitement of the moment her tippet falls off. HE-Ah! I have it! I recognize you now ! Your name is Smith. By this time they are passing Car- tier's, and her opportunity presents it- self, for in the display window of this noted shop is a display of loam. Miss Bortikeff lamps it and her great violet eyes widen with excitement. SHE-O-O-o-oh, look at that lovely loam! HE-Oh, come, let us walk on up to Central, Bronx or Riverside Park. SHE-Oh, please, let's just go inside and price it. HE (laughing', for he is a million- aire in his own right )-Oh well, I O'uess a fellow would have to be aw- e fully case-hardened to refuse a pretty pair of eyes like yours a little thing like a lump of loam. So they go in. You see, at the start of the conversation there wasn't the slightest inkling that loam would ever playa part in it, but it did. VIXéN She found ,the print of faxes by her bed When night's brocaded curtain had been drawn, And saw the aquatint of a sharp head Clearly against the background of gray dawn; But each returning day brought rustic chores Of tent, of brushwood, and of water spring: She garnered nuts on leaf-enamelled floors, Dismissing in the sun what night might bring. Yet sure as dusk's sure precedence of dark, She smelt through fern an acrid tang. She dreamt The beckoning of each new fox-fire's spark And wondered what strange tryst waits those exempt From any taint of proper godly fear Who, breathless, wait Sir Reynard's coming near -ISABEL McLENNAN McMEEKIN . . ..$2: "'ft1i m ; : :;:f --"'< : :"":"'" ..: ' . ' ,<:+"': ;jr- .,/,::::::;,:-"Ü:;',;': \ ,' .Jil: l1f /"" ".,.. :-::-" .:':' J'-:- ....:.: :: j{: 1]: l : ii[': @1 :.' l o;:Kf't,;: (( E lzzabeth reads beautifully - she just loved the Bible you gave her for her birthday." .Z: -t . :::::: ::.:-c-:::=:::. :::: ? :::J:: *= - ' ::: :. :::..=::' ".:. ) . . . :. : :. :.:.:: :", . -?- :: fei::,:":' ",: ':''''"''''' :::::i4>'!.:",' t Ij;f}j :,. .,........."".",,':::.' ":,.ø::.:, " >i:., '.'--w,. . .:,:,:,:,:"'.." :' .... . Jt "\.1 :::;-=) .""N _... ........:;i ">iI',. -_..-. ! ; :::: .::::::::.. ,." ..,.. I .. . / ( ",,:,. ). ,:, TACKING L considerate to die and leave him loam, or friends well enough off to give it to him, the cityite ambi- tious to have his own kitchen garden can still obtain loam, simply by the pro c e s s of making it. All you need is some oil of loam, some yeast, some sand, and \ :: ,;ome gravel. Mix the sand and gravel well, add the oil of loam until you have a smooth, g ray ish, gravy-like mixture and then sneak in the yeast and run like the very devil. -FRANK S ULLIV AN "w, .f , , d ,,.q, =1' - ... .. . " ?,:,,<::::";"::t' , }]}'1. : "- "x.. ". -- ...:-;....